Picnic In The Woods - Chapter 1~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~We are on a small beach in a secluded spot with tall pine and silver birch behind us, along the shoreline. We sit on a blanket with our feet over the edge, buried in the warm sand. It's our first meeting alone, and we talk easily about our lives and our feelings about different things. When we first agreed to meet in order to get away from the distractions of the city and other people, we weren't sure where to go. Then you suggested a picnic, in the evening, when everything winds down for the night. I loved the idea and suggested this spot. I've never brought anyone here before. It's sort of a special place for me to think and dream, but then you are a special person, so........ The conversation is light and comfortable, and we laugh and tease each other in an affectionate way. You say something very funny and I begin to laugh. You enjoy watching me laugh. My smile lights up my whole face, and you notice a slight blush to my cheeks. You watch my breasts vibrate with the rhythm of my laughter and you begin to feel a stirring between your thighs. You reach out suddenly to brush a tendril of my long, auburn hair back from the side of my face, and let your fingers gently brush my cheek. My breath catches at the feel of your warm fingers, and I turn my head to look at you. You have a small smile on your lips, a look in your eyes I've never seen before, a look of hunger and of raw passion. I feel a shiver run up the length of my spine, and you reach out to rub my back asking if I'm cold. I reply in a half whisper, "No, but if I were, that look would certainly warm me up." You smile, a wide smile, and an uncontrollable urge makes me reach out a fingertip to touch your lips. I trace back and forth along your soft lips and begin to lick mine in anticipation. I've wanted to kiss you for so long. I've yearned for it. You gently wrap your fingers around my wrist, and slide my fingers between your lips. Your hot tongue licks and massages my fingertips and excites the nerve endings. I feel myself getting light-headed and feel a tingling between my legs. Then you whisper in a seductive voice, "I'm hungry. Let's build a fire." My mind whirls as I picture us making love on the beach and creating a fire of passion. You rise to your feet,and I see you have an erection. My hand reaches up to touch you there, but you take my hand and pull me to my feet, then you turn and walk towards the wooded area behind us and start to pick up pieces of wood and twigs. I stand there for a moment a little stunned, but soon take up the cause. I go in front of you and begin to pick up dried leaves and kindling and tiny bits of birch bark. Each time I bend over I hear you let out a tiny moan as you watch my jeans tighten around my full, round derriere. I smile to think how much I'm teasing you, but you deserve it. Suddenly I like this little game. When you walk over to place the load you have gathered in a pile on the beach I reach up and unbutton two of my buttons on the front of my blouse. The material gently slides down into my cleavage, revealing the soft white flesh of my ample breasts. I pretend my arms are too full, and ask if you can take some of my burden from me. You walk back to where I stand and notice my black jeans are covered in dandelion fluff. Seeing my arms are too full to respond you begin to brush it from my leg. Your hands take long slow strokes down the side of my thigh, then move towards the front. My breath comes in heavy sighs now, as you continue stroking until your fingertips are gently brushing down past my pubic area. Electrical jolts run up my spine, and I let out a soft moan and almost drop what I've gathered. You look at me and smile and then begin to unload some of the twigs from my arms. That's when you notice the buttons and my soft pale flesh peeking through the folds of the material. A tiny twig falls and bounces onto my cleavage, and you pick it up with your fingers. I see your body quiver, and see your eyes shine in the fading light. You turn to take the kindling to the fire, and I watch as you almost stumble over your own feet. I stifle a laugh and follow you. We put all the kindling in a pile, and you decide to go hunt for more large pieces. I tell you to be careful because the light is fading, and I don't want you to get lost. While you are gone I dig a small hollow in the sand, in front of our blanket, and place first the dried leaves and birchbark, then the fine kindling and finally the larger pieces in a teepee formation. You return a few minutes later with a whole armload of large pieces and walk back into the woods only to return yet again with another armload. I'm amazed at your resourcefulness until you confess that there's a beaver dam about 50 yards upstream. "That's why we have a nice, deep little pond here to swim in and ...... speaking of swimming, perhaps a dip before dinner would hit the spot." You slip quickly out of your clothes and enter the small pond with a splash. "Ok, your turn." I stand and begin to unbutton the rest of the buttons on my top, and you watch as the material falls open to reveal my black, lacey bra. You breathe a deep breath and let out a sigh, and my hands slide down my body to the button at the top of my jeans. I undo it, and slowly slide the zipper down. My jeans fold open in a V-shape to reveal my raspberry coloured panties. I push my jeans down over my hips and they slide down my thighs as if in slow motion. Your eyes roam all over my body, and you smile at the soft ample curves you see. I peel my blouse off my shoulders, and let it slip down my arms dropping it onto the sand, still warm from the day's sun. The sky is full of pastel hues of pink and blue, as the sun slowly slips into the horizon. The soft light caresses my body, and you can't help but think how warm and inviting it looks. I unfasten my bra and let it slip down to the ground, followed a few seconds later by my panties. You can smell the scent of the pines around us, and wonder how long it will be before you take me in your arms, and smell my velvety soft skin. I slip noiselessly into the water, and begin to do a slow breast stroke around you. You turn slowly to watch as I make a circle ever growing smaller until you reach out to touch my arm. I stop and stand before you, looking up into your eyes with the eyes of a woman. No more silly games. It's time to unleash the passion within us. You slide your hand up behind my neck and take a large handful of my silky hair. Your lips come down to meet mine, and I feel a fire start deep in my pelvis and radiate upwards. Our mouths fit together as if in some way familiar, and we explore each other with lips and tongues caressing. You pull my face closer from time to time, as if in an attempt to devour me. I feel your hunger, and I moan softly. Your other hand has been gently stroking my upper back, but you slide it down now to stroke the arch of my lower back, and feel the gentle curve to the top of my derriere. You take my hand then, and lead me to the side of the pond where the water trickles down over some smooth rocks. You lift my round firm derriere onto them. I lie back against a huge, slanted boulder and the water begins to run over my shoulders, down my breast, to my soft pink nipples dripping into my lap where it disappears over my auburn mound, and off the side of the smooth rock I'm sitting on. It feels sooo good, and you step back to watch my face as the water caresses me. There is a look of sheer pleasure on my face, and you feel your cock grow harder and begin to throb. I look into your eyes, and then down at your juicey member. I lick my lips, and motion for you to come to me. You oblige, and I whisper that I want you to stand on the rock. You smile and step up with your legs straddling mine, your hard juicey cock in front of my face. You bend to lean your hands on the rock above my head, and I begin to circle your soft tip with my fingertip. Little drops of precum drip from your tip, and I massage them into the head gently. I reach out with the tip of my tongue from time to time to taste your juices, and moan as the sweet creamy drops penetrate my tastebuds. "You taste so good lover." I slide my fingers up and down your shaft and massage your balls with the tips. I tug playfully at the soft curly hairs at the base of your cock tickling you, and making you chuckle softly. "Always teasing aren't you," you say in an amused tone. I smile and say. "You started it." As you look down at my smiling face I reach my tongue out, and slide the tip of your shaft along the length of it . You watch as it disappears between my lips, and feel the heat inside as my warm saliva mixes with your creamy droplets. You begin to moan softly, and I moan in return, as I slide my moist hot lips up and down the length of you burying your throbbing member in my mouth, to the end of your shaft. You feel the vibrations run up your shaft and into your groin, and my lips tighten around you. You feel the intense sensations as the skin pulls back to reveal more and more of the sensitive nerve endings at your tip each time I move on you. Your hips begin to move towards me in a pulsing motion, in answer to my motion. I let you take the lead as I concentrate on moving my tongue across your sensitive tip, and begin to suck gently. You like that I am taking my time, and making you feel each sensation, but you feel an urgency growing in your groin. Watching your shaft disappear into my mouth makes your balls tighten, and your tip tingle until you feel an explosion is near. My fingers gently massage your balls, and I slide my hand up and down the slit between your cheeks as you pump against me. Suddenly you let out a long low moan. I hear it rise up through the trees and disappear among the stars. I feel the hot creamy liquid shoot across the back of my tongue, and slide down my throat, as I swallow every sweet drop. Your cock pulses and jerks as you cum, and I feel your body quiver with the intense waves. I smell the musky scent of your orgasm, and breathe it in deeply, as I bury my face in your soft, curly pubic hair. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Written by claws4/Laura Dee November 1998 Copyright � in Canada ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ |
